Luke is 19 weeks today. In the first picture he fell asleep on his new quilt from aunt emily, and the second picture is one that his teacher sent me from daycare. I love to borrow other people's photos these days!
I started my new job at Lehigh University yesterday. I've only been there for 2 days, but it feels like it has been a month. I've had 2 different orientations, training sessions, a staff meeting, lunches, introductions, computer set up, etc. My days are SO full. It's all good and exciting, but I do miss my boys. It's totally different than the Symphony in all the best ways. I'm certain that once I find my routine that I won't be so exhausted anymore.
I feel bad that I haven't been able to keep up with Lukey's little life on here as much as I should. He's starting to roll over already, from front to back, and he met his Aunt Emily for the first time over the weekend! She was here a few times to visit with the boys. Preston got to spend the whole day with her on Monday, and Luke was with her for the evening. He is still having a hard time at daycare. I'm supposed to go check out some gas drops at Babies R Us (Sorry Erin, I didn't get to do it tonight :-( ). I was hoping that once he could roll and sleep on his belly that things would improve, but so far he still isn't a great napper, and cries out a lot. I hope, like most things, that I'll be able to look back at this and say, "thankfully we are done with that, I can't believe he used to be so fussy at daycare." In the meantime we will keep trying things.
On a happier note, he is also starting to giggle a lot more, loves to play "airplane" with me, and is eating prunes like a champ. He's also had bananas, and we're going to branch out into some other foods in the coming weeks. He loves to eat in general and fusses if I don't get the spoon back in his mouth fast enough. He also likes to hold the spoon and shove it in his own mouth, which makes for a HUGE mess, but what else can you really expect. He's growing up so fast - even faster than Preston, who, by the way, is not a toddler anymore by my standards. He is a BIG kid, and acts like one.
Preston is something. I'm not quite sure what to make of him. He thinks he's the boss of everyone, yet he's adorable, sweet, funny, creative, thoughtful, caring, and conniving... all at once. He is a master negotiator: I'll eat TWO more bites of my dinner and then I'll go watch TV again. His tablet is a relatively recent thing/obsession. We have come to a point where we have to set a timer (although it's usually a fake timer, and he doesn't fight us often when we tell him his tablet time is up), and he could play for hours if we let him. I need to find him some more educational games! So far he loves Dr. Panda games, but they don't have much value.
Have I written about the PNX? That's his railroad.
What about slicing the "carrots" in his play kitchen. They are supposed to be wooden slice and bake cookies, but because I don't really use them in real life he thinks he's actually slicing up carrots. Makes a mom proud to know that her son knows more about veggies than cookies!
We also went to Gigi and Grandpa's house over the weekend. John and I went to see Meet Me in St. Louis at a local community theatre, a fun little night out! Seriously, as I type this it all feels like it happened weeks ago.
Stealing some photos from Emily!
He even has the whistle pattern down:
Preston: Lukey is getting shots today, but not me. Right, Mom?
Me: That's right, but you get shots in a few months when you turn 4.
Preston: I'm not turning four anymore. I can just stay 3.
Luke had his four month visit today. He's big, 17 and a half pounds. He did gets shots, and everything looks great. We have more of a game plan for keeping him happy at daycare. It includes reflux medicine, smaller and more frequent bottles, and learning to roll over on his own! He's also starting some first foods, Daddy's new favorite job in the evening.
The weekend seemed to fly by! We went to Dorney park on Friday night. Preston loves the big rides that he can do with a grown up. The dragon boat ride that goes back and forth is his favorite!
Grandma and Grandpa made an unexpected trip to visit Liora and Talia late in the week, and they returned with the infamous Jumpy Jump. Preston was chilling in this contraption at 14 weeks. I was 16 weeks when I took my first jaunt, but who's counting. I'm still working on the jumping part, but I absord my surroundings. And demand to be bounced by whomever gives in to my demands. It doesn't usually take much persuasion.
I was lounging with Grandpa one evening after dinner. We were having a grand time when out of nowhere I looked up to find his eyes closed. Mom thought this was one of the more hilarious moments from our vacation.
We just got back from a very busy and mostly-internet-free week at the lake, so we both have a lot of catching up to do. Luke had a bunch of "firsts": first boat ride, first float in the lake, first time in the jumpy-jump, etc. And Preston went camping for the first time!
You can see the entire photo album HERE:
We'll share highlights and stories over the next few posts.
Preston Goes Camping!
Grandpa neatly packed all of our survival supplies in the canoe, and we set off on the treacherous paddle across the lake. Our landing was thankfully smooth on a land called "Blueberry Island." Weary from our travels, we set up camp hoping to soon turn in for the night. But then I had to go potty.
So Daddy and I climbed back in the canoe, paddle back across the lake, and we made it just in time. Our adventure then continued.
When Daddy and I navigated the great waters for the third time, we arrived back on the island to a friendly campfire. Mommy commandeered a kayak in order to pay us a visit, but sadly could not spend the night (due to a fussy baby). We rested our heads on solid ground as the sun was sending its last rays over the horizon (Daddy was disenchanted by camping, and wants a do-over with a real pillow next time). We slept warmly and awoke to a beautiful morning. The tent disassembled quickly, and we packed the canoe to continue our journey. Like the great Louis and Clark, we forged our way into remote lands...
Then we decided we were hungry and headed back to the cottage for breakfast!
Luke Goes Swimming!
I've grown to like swimming. The water needs to be warm, and I prefer not complicating the situation with silly things likes a bathing suit. Show off my stunning physique? Don't mind if I do!
Mom took advantage of my penchant for nakedness by washing me in the pool. I might as well be clean, I suppose. And swimming was a great way for me to cool down on the hot days, not to mention a great distraction from whatever ailed me. I fuss a lot, and swimming makes me stop. Oh, and if you spit up in the lake or pool? No big deal!
Spit-up is a bit of a problem for me (but mostly everyone else) lately.
to be continued...
Silly words from Preston:
Hospital is now “Lunchable” – And all office buildings everywhere are hospitals
Aunt Emily thinks we don’t blog enough, so I suppose it’s my turn to post an update.
I’m still not thrilled with daycare. I cry a lot and refuse to take naps. It’s a mystery to Mom, but she’s been trying a few different things to help me (and my poor teacher). She has cut dairy from her diet, except the times when she forgets or “tests” to see if it’s actually working. We think it is. When she has pizza or larger amounts of dairy I have a really rough day the next day: tons of spit-up, belly aches, etc. So she needs to be more diligent, for everyone’s sake. Second, she has started giving me small amounts of Zantac for reflux. We also think this is helping, but we need to visit the doctor to get a better prescription. I have a well visit on July 14, so we will just have to wait until then.
In other news, I’m still a super huge baby. I’m outgrowing the same clothes that big brother, Preston, wore when he was 6 months old. And I’m only 3 and a half months old. I’m already getting a little bored with bouncy seats and prefer to be more upright in the zoomy-zoom (even though my feet don’t even come close to touching the ground). I don’t know if I mentioned this already, but I LOVE the outside swing. I can hang out in there for hours, swinging and snoozing. I also sit at the dinner table in my high chair now. I like to be a part of things. I like to reach for toys, knock things to the floor, and babble and coo!
I’ve started scrunching my feet up when we do tummy time. It’s the beginnings of rolling over and crawling. I’m not ready to do it yet, but soon!
While Preston was on a train ride with Grandpa over the weekend, I hung out with Grandma so Mom and Dad could go to Ikea. I gave her a hard time, but eventually fell asleep.
As a 3 month old, I'm not expected to do a lot of moving around. Sure I can wiggle my way around my crib, and I love to grab at nearby toys and shiny objects (like silverware), but sitting, crawling, and rolling are yet to come. That is, of course, unless I get really angry.
The other day, when I woke up from the first of five (or six) tiny naps that I take throughout the day, I fussed a little bit to let mom know that I was awake. She didn't show up. She was putting clothes away or some nonsense. For THREE WHOLE MINUTES I fussed and cried and worked myself up into quite the infant tantrum. And I rolled over! That made me even more angry. When Mom finally arrived to rescue me, she seemed SO excited to find me hysterical in my crib. She even called Daddy to let him know. She's crazy.
Here are some pictures from the weekend! We went to Amy and Shawn's gender reveal party. It was so much fun! And it's a BOY!
Check out Preston's Photography skills. He can do portraits, selfies, automotive, and even pet portraits. Contact his management for rates and availability.
Daddy is pretty good at taking pictures, too. You can see the whole gender reveal album HERE
And some bonus pictures from Father's Day. I realized when I was posting yesterday's blog that we didn't have any recent pictures of John and his two boys. So we took one:
Daddy doesn't always get a lot of credit around here, but he deserves it more than anyone. Daddy is the one who keeps it all together. It's only 9:30 (on Father's Day no less), and he has already stripped the big bed (because Preston had an accident *sigh*), eaten breakfast with the boys, put Luke down for a nap, and is now making a new layout for the trains in the basement. The other layout, according to Preston, wasn't good enough. And mornings like this happen all the time!! I'm so lucky :-D.
Preston is also enamored with his Grandpa's. Just this morning he was telling me about all of the trains that he is going to ride with Grandpa Bob, and how he loved riding the "Jolly Rodger" with Grandpa Walt at 6 Flags. On a side note, I'm pretty sure that ride wasn't actually called the Jolly Rodger, but I digress. Preston even talks about Uncle Ted and his rail road on a daily basis - yet another Father/Uncle inspiring his own children and his nephews.
Our boys have fantastic role models in their lives who will undoubtedly shape them into strong, kind, successful, respectful, and generous young men. THEY are so lucky :-D!
So Happy Father's Day! And thank you to the wonderful Daddy who makes life so special for our little boys.
And on a sillier note - Here is a little questionnaire that Preston answered about his Daddy:
After I finished asking Preston these questions he wanted to do his "own project." So I printed out a second sheet and gave it to him. He started asking me questions like "what do you like to eat?" and "what do you like to do outside?" The first answer we wrote down together, but then he wanted to "write letters" by himself. Each time I answered a question, he would very carefully write down my answer, just like I did when we did the questions about Daddy.
Preston's letters are just imaginary, but I think it's awesome that he is practicing writing!
We have a lot of catch up blogging to do!
Let's start with Memorial Day Weekend at the lake (because it's tough to remember what happened before that at this point). We have a LOT of action to cover.
(It is best to read the following in your BEST pirate voice - if even in your own head - but outloud is recommended for the entertainment of those around you)
After MANY years of exploring the vast seas and foreign lands, the Dyken Pirates have finally returned. Their ship is silent and mysterious, and legend says that they can only be seen when the moon is full and the blueberries are ripe! Their hangout on land is Treasure Island, and they are careless pirates that leave behind treasures (it is called Treasure Island after all) of golden jewels, and green cookies. Only good boys and girls, who take naps, may be given the maps that lead to the treasure. X....marks the spot. YAR!
(You can stop reading in Pirate voice now - or not - it's up to you "YAR!!)
This was my first time to Dyken Pond, and I had a great time napping, eating, doing my baby thing (exactly the same stuff that I do at home, just in a new place). I did NOT like getting my feet dipped into the freezing cold water. No thank you!! Preston loved splashing and playing in the water all day long, but I am a sensitive sort of guy. I went on some front pack walks with Debbie and Grandma; I highly recommend it as a way to get in a great nap. And my cousin Talia and I loved to sit outside on a blanket. She liked to play with toys and eat grass and stuff, but I did tummy time and fussed until someone picked me up (I also recommend fussing if you want a grown-ups attention, it works like a charm). I didn't go on any boat rides this time, but I'll get in a canoe later in the summer.
More Lake fun from Preston:
Camp Activities Director Tia Deb always makes sure that we are having fun. Liora and I loved splashing in the water, throwing rocks, washing rocks, and building sand castles. I also love to go out in the canoe and go for walks after dinner (Mommy sends me out with Grandpa to burn off energy before bed). I still love to climb the later and sleep in the loft! And although I've always loved being at Dyken Pond, I think this is going to be the best summer YET!!
And a cute story from Mommy:
One night, after dinner, I asked Preston if he wanted some pie for dessert. He was already on to the next activity and wanted to go play, so he said no.... but then he stopped, thought about it for a few seconds and asked "Is it blueberry pie?"
It was not, and so he went on his merry way ;-)
Horsie Rides (Both iron and otherwise)
Just yesterday I went with Grandpa to Mommy's old Elementary School to celebrate Strawberry Festival and TRAINS... and PONY RIDES! You know how I've been asking to ride on horsies? Well, I finally got my chance, and it was everything I could have ever imagined. I'm am definitely going to have to do it again sometime. But the other main attraction was the little live streamer and the quiet diesel. I rode on all the trains with Grandpa, several times, and it was a lot of fun!
This is Grandpa's more specific account of the rolling stock:
The 7-1/8" gage railroad was running with three different locomotives, so we took a ride on each train. The highlight for both of us was a PRR 2-10-2 live steam locomotive. Ken Butz, who was Principal at Bushkill Elementary School when our kids were attending there brought the two other locomotives - a CSX diesel, which Preston called the "Loud" Diesel, and a PRR A-B Passenger Diesel set, which Preston called the "Not Loud" Diesels.
We went to Charlotte Serio's first birthday party today! There were a lot of fun toys and games, cake and tacos, and friends to play with. I loved Gavin's three wheeler the best, and eating the icing off the cupcake!
Happy Birthday Charlotte!